Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

Seeing the majestic Qilin showing off his skills, Bingshuang's fighting spirit was completely ignited. He spread his huge wings, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly.

Then, Frost cast a frost field. With it as the center, an extremely cold aura quickly spread out. The moisture in the air instantly condensed into ice crystals and fell down. In this frost field, everything seemed to be frozen, and time seemed to slow down.

The siege beast that had just fallen to the ground was enveloped by the frost domain before it could struggle to stand up. Its movements became sluggish, and a thin layer of frost began to form on its body.

Then, the frost launched an ice soul attack. A blue light shot out from its mouth. The cold power contained in the light was amplified by the frost field and became even more terrifying. The light instantly hit the siege beasts, and their souls were frozen in this extreme cold. The beasts that were still struggling suddenly stopped moving and turned into huge and cold ice sculptures.

The Chimera was not to be outdone. The head on the left opened its mouth and spurted out a cloud-piercing red flame arrow. This flaming arrow, with rolling heat waves, rushed towards the ice sculpture with a whistling sound. When the flames came into contact with the ice sculpture, the huge temperature difference produced a strong explosion.

With a loud bang, the ice sculpture was shattered into pieces, turning into countless ice fragments that flew in all directions. The ice fragments were like sharp hidden weapons, smashing towards the orcs below. Many unlucky orcs were hit by the ice fragments, screaming and falling to the ground and dying.

The guards on the city wall witnessed the wonderful cooperation of the three monsters, and their blood boiled with excitement. Their originally tense nerves were greatly relieved by this hearty victory, and their hearts were filled with joy and hope.

"Good! Good fight!" The soldiers cheered excitedly, the sound was deafening. They waved their weapons, their faces filled with the joy of victory and confidence in the future.

"With such a strong support, we will definitely be able to defend the fortress!" A soldier shouted loudly, and others responded one after another, with unprecedented morale. Their eyes became more determined, and their hands moved more vigorously, ready to face the next battle.

Amid the cheers, the three monsters stood tall with their heads held high. In the eyes of the soldiers, their figures were like gods of war, giving them endless courage and strength.

Soon, the three pets worked in perfect harmony, using this efficient fighting method step by step. The remaining siege beasts on the battlefield fell to the ground one after another under their powerful attack. Every fall of the beast was accompanied by the soldiers' enthusiastic cheers.

Until the last siege beast also fell heavily to the ground, raising dust all over the sky. At this time, Zhang Deshuai, who had recovered, joined the battle again, waving his staff and releasing powerful magic one after another. Meteor showers bloomed in the orc team like gorgeous fireworks, and hot fireballs fell mercilessly; the wrath of the Flame God erupted with a destructive force, instantly enveloping an area of ​​orcs in a sea of ​​fire; the Flame Dragon roared and rushed out, pouncing on the enemy with its fangs and claws, leaving a scorched earth wherever it went.

The fox orc commander watched helplessly as the last siege beast of the orc camp fell. His face became extremely gloomy. He knew clearly that the battle was over and there was no possibility of victory. So, he had no choice but to blow the huge horn and call off the troops. The loud horn sounded through the sky and resounded throughout the battlefield.

The orcs who heard the horn retreated quickly like a tide. Zhang Deshuai looked at the retreating orcs, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He moved to the back of Qilin and shouted, "Frost, Qilin, let's go!" Then, the man and the two beasts rushed towards the orcs like lightning, harvesting lives in the path of the fleeing orcs or behind them.

Zhang Deshuai knew very well that one should not pursue a desperate enemy, so after chasing for a while, he rode on the Qilin and returned to the city wall with Bingshuang.

The soldiers on the city wall were in a sea of ​​​​revelry. They cheered, jumped, and their eyes were filled with tears of excitement. A soldier took the lead and shouted: "Zhang Deshuai!" This shout seemed to have magical infectious power, and it spread like a bacteria in an instant. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison: "Zhang Deshuai! Zhang Deshuai!" Their voices gathered together, like surging waves, shaking the entire fortress.

These soldiers have experienced countless battles and endured tremendous pressure and pain in these two long years. Every battle has exhausted them physically and mentally, and every defeat has made their hopes dim. But today, this unprecedented victory is like a ray of light in the darkness, rekindling the fire of hope in their hearts.

They looked at Zhang Deshuai with admiration and respect, as if he was a god of war who came from heaven to save them from danger. In their hearts, Zhang Deshuai was their hero, their hope, and their belief that they could persevere. This victory made them firmly believe that as long as they were united and as long as there were warriors like Zhang Deshuai, they would be able to resist the invasion of the orcs and defend their homeland.

The soldiers cheered for a long time, their hearts were full of expectations for the future and desire for peace. Zhang Deshuai, standing on the back of the Qilin, smiled at these excited soldiers. He knew that this victory was just the beginning, and there would be more challenges waiting for them in the future, but he firmly believed that they would be able to overcome everything.

Under the ardent gazes of the guards, Zhang Deshuai walked firmly towards where More was. His figure looked particularly tall in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if covered with a layer of golden light.

Moore greeted him with a face full of joy, his eyes full of pride and satisfaction. He stretched out his broad palm and patted Zhang Deshuai's shoulder heavily, with strength full of admiration for his disciple.

"My child, you did a great job!" Moore's voice trembled slightly with excitement. "I am sincerely happy and proud to have such an outstanding disciple like you."

Then, Moore raised his voice and said loudly: "Tonight, let's celebrate to our hard-earned victory!"

When the guards heard this, their excitement was ignited again, and they cheered collectively once again. The cheers went straight up into the sky, as if they were going to break the entire sky. They hugged each other and cried with joy. The haze that had been accumulating in their hearts for a long time was completely dispelled at this moment.

Moore smiled, and took Zhang Deshuai away from the noisy celebration scene and walked towards the marshal's room. Along the way, Moore's mood could not calm down for a long time. He turned his head from time to time to look at Zhang Deshuai beside him, his eyes full of love and expectation.

"Coach De, you played an indispensable role in today's victory," said Moore with emotion. "Your presence has given us hope and made us believe that we can win no matter how difficult the battle is."

Zhang Deshuai smiled modestly and said, "Teacher, this is the result of everyone's joint efforts. Without everyone's perseverance and hard work, there would be no victory today."

More nodded with relief. The two figures were stretched out in the reflection of the setting sun. Their footsteps echoed in the silent corridor, as if telling the hardships and glory behind this victory.